Weekend at Home

So this past weekend, I decided it had been too long since I'd seen my parents, so I went home for the weekend. And it was just as awesome as expected. There's nothing more comforting than spending time in your family home, especially when your family is there! And your dog, Blue!

But anyways, I got home Saturday night. We went to Firehouse Subs for dinner, and then to Walmart, where we proceeded to buy nothing but junk food and New Moon on DVD. Then we went home and were about to watch the movie, when Dad asked that we wait for him so he could shower. My dad actually wanted us to wait so he could see the movie. I'm not quite sure he enjoyed it though... Next day we went to see Avatar and then laid around watching TV. It was awesome.

Usually, when I leave after being home for a while, I get a severe case of home-sickness. But something about this trip was different. Don't get me wrong, Mom (I know you're reading this), I really did regret having to leave you guys and go back to the real world. But it wasn't quite as profound a feeling of loss as it usually is. I think I'm getting the hang of this living-alone business and it's making me feel more assured. I feel more independent and in control of my emotions, which is quite liberating. Feelings like this help me have optimism about my future, about going to grad-school, about even living outside of Texas.

So I no longer seem to miss my family home. But I always have and always will miss my family. Particularly this little guy.